Thoughts are like the giant swings at the carnival.
Suspended from the source they sway up and down.
Once exhilarating and then terrifying.
Spinning further and further from the center as we speed through space.
What then is our source?
Our pillar of strength?
The pillar from which we spin our myriad creations and fascinations and fears?
Find the pillar of strength.
Everything spans out from here.